The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-09-25
CHAPTER TX

Alone in my city chambers, with trem-
bling fingers, | unfolded the well filled
sheets. and read those pathetic pages. And
my heart reproached me that / had failed
her in the hoir of her drest need. She had
not loved him! Perhaps-be silent, fool
ish heart! Yet she had said there was moth
ing in the world she so much wished as my
happiness. And now that i recalled the
last evening spent with her, there had been
something strangely sweet in her voice, in
her eyes, when she said:
81 think you will like to read it,"
o, foolish, foolish heart be still
As the summer waned and the autumn
drew near again, made another visit to
Valley Field On Saturday morning
threw few things into portmanteau, and
took an early tram to -. A few hours
ride brought me to the country town nest
ling in a green nook of a valley the hills
around and far beyond it looking like huge,
many-colored bouquets leaning against the
dark blue background of the sky. Lit UP
magnificently by the yellow autumn sun
shine the scene was dazzling, and beautiful
beyond all power TO tell. | gave nay bag
gage to the hackman and decided to walk
to Valley Field, a distance of three miles.
struck across the fields and, after walking
about mile, came into shady path
through dense wood that | knew led up to
the back Of the plantation. l walked along
at rapid pace, busy with much thinking;
and while not outwardly noting, delightful
ly conscious of, the bracing atmosphere, the
sun-rays glinting through the branches Of
the trees, and dancing ON the leaf-strewn
path. How very still A squirrel darts
across tine path and rustles the leaves at my
feet. A robin twitters in one of the oak
branches No other sounds save the crack
ing OF dead branch now and then, or the
thud Of an acorn dropping on the ground.
| stop.
My heart gives great bound! Just be-
fore me, leaning her arm on tae low fence
that divides tine wood from the fields, girl
is standing. She wears white dress and
pansies-iny true hearts ease!
Her back is toward me, showing the
graceful outlines Of her figure, and the
shapely. gold-crowned head, set 50 daintily
and proudly onto the sopin9 shoulders.
Suddenly the sharp barking of dog breaks
the stiffness, and rouses the echoes In the
solemn, dim old wood. At the same time
a bird, perched on bough just over her
head, opens its throat and trills forth the
maddest merriest note. She turns and
looks up at the songster What Is 1t in her
face that have never seen there baforei
With a fascinated gaze stand and look at
her for minute; then | am at her side
Your The rich color spreads over her
face, and even dyes the pure, white neck
HOW you frightened maj giving me her
hand IL believe / was thinking Of YOU
And then she stopped, and for tue first
time in our lives we two stood together and
had nothing 20 say 70 each other. She spoke
first
lit is kind OF you 10 come again. Josie
has been fretting about You a great deal
As you have not written lately, She felt sure
that you had broken down again for not
taking her advice and staying longer when
you we're hero. Are you quite strong
AGAIN. 49,.
Quite strong But find that am very
dependent ON my cousins since they have
shown me, by their goodness, my black Ia.
gratitude OF tho past.
Why did the words come - sl0wlyf
A passing wind lifted half .lOosnnod tress
1T her hair and hnttgfed her droa. The
bird bad h0nn b. another tree. he threw
back biz head aud sang aganl BIZ wonderful
5ygx.